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Liquor Allergies

We all have that one drink we simply cannot stand.

The very smell of it makes your intestines twist and you feel sick. There is no rational explanation but you hate it with every cell in your body.

But it wasn't always like this. Once you were great friends.

Once you had great, loving times together.

Yet all it took was one night to change everything.

That one night when you and I became nemesis.

This is the story of that night.

This is the story of how I became allergic to minty shots.



It is summer and my good friend Gamer tried to convince me to go to this girl’s birthday party. I told him there is no fucking way I’m going. You see there was a massive hook that he didn't mention until the same day, for a very good reason.

It was a shot party.

A shot party is exactly what it sounds like; a party where you only drink shots. This means no beer.

Whip me bloody, kick me in the balls, make me watch desperate housewives; just let me have my beer while you’re doing it.

Even shitty b…

The Shopping Adventure

For some time, three months to be exact, my roommate and I had talked about redecorating the apartment. You see when you got two college guys living together, wait do I really need to say more? The whole apartment looked and smelled like a shit.

It actually tasted like actual shit. I found this out the hard way after my brain decided to shut down two steps away from my bed resulting in a reunion between me and a smelly carpet. I woke up with my tongue licking its hairy consistency, bad timing for sexual dreams.

Anyways it was finally time. The great day when our apartment was to shine once again. What finally motivated us to get it done? It's not a hard question. The same thing that motivates any guy; getting laid.

Some girls (depending on alcohol level) were complaining about our apartment. This didn't bother us much. Though girls are smart, manipulative creatures. Instead of complaining about our apartment they told us how they liked our neighbors apartment more, and that th…

Repeatedly Retarded

You know those times when you tell yourself that tonight you're going all out. They are often incredibly fun, regretful and painful. Some of my best stories are nights like those.

Then you have those nights when you just say fuck it to everything and everyone. You do the most retarded thing you can possibly think of just to top it five minutes later. You keep doing this until you either pass out, get knocked out, get arrested or end up dead. This was one of those nights. It was my 21thirst birthday, and it was Deltopia.

Deltopia is a massive day-rager in Isla Vista. It makes heaven look like a lonely kids birthday party.



I wake up 8am on a Saturday morning. This never, ever, happens. Unless of course your roommate puts on Rammstein on full volume and slams a double shot Captain Morgan in your face. Is there a better way to wake up?

Yes, indefinitely more.

I down the shot and feel right away how the liquor violates my insides. Taking a double shot when you're newly awake on a e…

About

"Brostory; if you were half as smart sober as you are dumb when drunk, all the worlds problems would be solved by tomorrow." - Random girl
"You might be one of the smarter people I know when sober, but you're definitely the dumbest when you're not." Fred




Hello, I'm Brostory.

For most parts I'm a fairly regular university student. As in texting sexists messages to the girl three rows down during class, counting how many times the teacher can say "Uhm" during class before I'll have a seizure or contemplating suicide because I just found out that the final exam in engineering is in two days.

Then there's the time when I drink, smoke, do drugs, attempt to flirt or anything in between.

When you wake up naked and lost in the middle of a dark forest with no idea what happened it is only the promise of a great story that keeps you going. Stories from allover the world, involving all different types of people. From Las Vegas to Amsterdam and …

Las Vegas

When starting this story I felt I needed some sensational title. Then I realized that Las Vegas alone says more than anything else I could come up with.

I have always heard stories of Las Vegas, seen the movies and wanted to experience the ridiculous lifestyle that ravishes there. In my mind it was the center of a chaotic universe; my own sin city. In many ways it lived up to the hype, but in many ways it did not. Despite this one thing is for sure; I left the city with some amazing stories. I can proudly say that I have been the king of a Las Vegas night club, and I can even more proudly say that I've been thrown out of one.

This is the story of me, my two bro's and a city of sinners.



My good bro from Sweden Slapped was visiting me in California. Slapped got his nickname after being bitch slapped by a girl because he wouldn't sleep with her. I think the best way to describe him is that when he is drunk he still posses some sense of charisma unlike myself who, how do I put…

The Shopping Adventure

For some time, three months to be exact, my roommate and I had talked about redecorating the apartment. You see when you got two college guys living together, wait do I really need to say more? The whole apartment looked and smelled like a shit.

It actually tasted like actual shit. I found this out the hard way after my brain decided to shut down two steps away from my bed resulting in a reunion between me and a smelly carpet. I woke up with my tongue licking its hairy consistency, bad timing for sexual dreams.

Anyways it was finally time. The great day when our apartment was to shine once again. What finally motivated us to get it done? It's not a hard question. The same thing that motivates any guy; getting laid.

Some girls (depending on alcohol level) were complaining about our apartment. This didn't bother us much. Though girls are smart, manipulative creatures. Instead of complaining about our apartment they told us how they liked our neighbors apartment more, and that th…

Repeatedly Retarded

You know those times when you tell yourself that tonight you're going all out. They are often incredibly fun, regretful and painful. Some of my best stories are nights like those.

Then you have those nights when you just say fuck it to everything and everyone. You do the most retarded thing you can possibly think of just to top it five minutes later. You keep doing this until you either pass out, get knocked out, get arrested or end up dead. This was one of those nights. It was my 21thirst birthday, and it was Deltopia.

Deltopia is a massive day-rager in Isla Vista. It makes heaven look like a lonely kids birthday party.



I wake up 8am on a Saturday morning. This never, ever, happens. Unless of course your roommate puts on Rammstein on full volume and slams a double shot Captain Morgan in your face. Is there a better way to wake up?

Yes, indefinitely more.

I down the shot and feel right away how the liquor violates my insides. Taking a double shot when you're newly awake on a e…

About

"Brostory; if you were half as smart sober as you are dumb when drunk, all the worlds problems would be solved by tomorrow." - Random girl
"You might be one of the smarter people I know when sober, but you're definitely the dumbest when you're not." Fred




Hello, I'm Brostory.

For most parts I'm a fairly regular university student. As in texting sexists messages to the girl three rows down during class, counting how many times the teacher can say "Uhm" during class before I'll have a seizure or contemplating suicide because I just found out that the final exam in engineering is in two days.

Then there's the time when I drink, smoke, do drugs, attempt to flirt or anything in between.

When you wake up naked and lost in the middle of a dark forest with no idea what happened it is only the promise of a great story that keeps you going. Stories from allover the world, involving all different types of people. From Las Vegas to Amsterdam and …

Las Vegas

When starting this story I felt I needed some sensational title. Then I realized that Las Vegas alone says more than anything else I could come up with.

I have always heard stories of Las Vegas, seen the movies and wanted to experience the ridiculous lifestyle that ravishes there. In my mind it was the center of a chaotic universe; my own sin city. In many ways it lived up to the hype, but in many ways it did not. Despite this one thing is for sure; I left the city with some amazing stories. I can proudly say that I have been the king of a Las Vegas night club, and I can even more proudly say that I've been thrown out of one.

This is the story of me, my two bro's and a city of sinners.



My good bro from Sweden Slapped was visiting me in California. Slapped got his nickname after being bitch slapped by a girl because he wouldn't sleep with her. I think the best way to describe him is that when he is drunk he still posses some sense of charisma unlike myself who, how do I put…